In this world of pain I have become quite numb <br /> God anoints my head with oil and places bread upon my tongue <br /> indulging in the forbidden it seems that I would drown <br /> but there is no redemption when lost dreams are not found <br /> the sun beams down <br /> and to living I am bound <br /> I chose to live so of course I couldn't turn around <br /> bacteria decompose riots away the mold <br /> you confided in me those secrets remain untold <br /> I couldn't mend your condition but your heart I consoled <br /> whom shall be the best if we all lack control <br /> they say we live in time but everytime has a place <br /> those we have loss and aspirations we secretly chase <br /> we all hope but retrieve it as grace.<br /><br />Courtney Steele<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beginning-of-something/
